So I woke up this morning and Mylo wasn't here. While my room is now sparklingly... okay, I won't exaggerate that much... decently clean, it was still fun to have the cute little bastard around. His owner has already e-mailed me this morning to say that he must've really enjoyed staying at my place because he's a little depressed right now. She also said he's particularly horny. I must've really turned him on... enchanted him with my wiles and my pajama pant legs. Well, they say the way to every man's heart is through his stomach, and I certainly fed Mylo well. Who knew rabbits like bananas?

I started sifting through some of the MP3s I downloaded last night and put on Built to Spill's "Strange." The song was recommended to me by a friend who absolutely raved about it. He knows that I've been on the prowl for a new sound, some new music that really winds my clock, and he promised this song would get me going. I played it. It wasn't bad, but I liked it more when I heard the first time -- when it was called "Where Is My Mind?" and it was by the Pixies. And yes, you've heard that song, it played during the ending of Fight Club. So if anyone knows of any new music that I might like, send suggestions. I'm dyin' ovah heah.